Disclaimer: They made me do a mother f*cking hike.
And you know what? It didn’t suck. I actually loved it. Gasping for air between ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ while basking in fungi and evergreen trails. I even made eye contact with a cow. I feel enlightened now. More on that later!
No but really, sometimes I feel like such a jerk when I listen back to my voice notes. Naive, naive - a young grasshopper ‘twas I. Oh, well. I’ll still hit send. The truth prevails!
I guess that’s life, right? Always sneaking up on you with a fresh slice of golden humbleberry pie. Warm to touch, tart to taste. Tickles the senses.
I still am very much not a “hiker” but, damn, nature is cool as hell. The past me (Becca 2 days younger) was such an embarrassment!
* Oh Becca Che figura di merda. You silly little thing, you. *
Anywayz, I feel really happy today. A rainy day does me good. And the crisp mountain air even better. Like chicken noodle soup for the soul. Followed by a breath mint, as needed.
Okay.
That’s all I got.
Peace out, girl scout.
Kamala Harris.
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